Gershon Wolf Poet Free verse

Deer Crossing

Deer crossing
Pulse quickens
There's one now
Drat it. Wasn't ready...

Deep breath
Good...Exhale
Again...Ready?
Ready!  
Where are they?
Tension builds
Dang. Had to hiccup
Timing is everything 

OK. Deep breath again
The old familiar drill
Hands are clammy
Settle down
Can't miss another chance
Steady now
Here come two
Pause
Aim 
Shoot!
Got 'em!
Perfect photo!

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Charles Messina January 22, 2020 at 10:15 PM Frozen, like a deer in headlights. Love the ending, for a second there I thought you were a hunter. Like how you did this. Nice, Gershon. Be well...Charlie Gershon Wolf January 23, 2020 at 1:18 PM Nope, never a hunter, nor a bricklayer either. Just everthing in-between. LOL. Thanks, Charlie! :) Gershon

Ann Foster January 22, 2020 at 6:16 PM My favorite kind of shooting... Well written. Loads of build-up to tease us. excellent. Ann Gershon Wolf January 22, 2020 at 7:03 PM Oh, I'm just a big old tease at heart. Thanks, Ann. :) Gershon

Lin Lane January 22, 2020 at 4:40 PM You had me thinking the worst, but that was your intention and it was awesome. Well executed! Lin Lane January 22, 2020 at 7:34 PM ha.. you caught that Gershon Wolf January 22, 2020 at 7:03 PM Thanks, Lin! I like your use of the word 'executed,' in the comment. Certainly fits this one. Smiles, Gershon